Zhang Suzhen said she would give it a try.
But every time she ate with Ding Ling, she lacked the courage to say it. Looking at the dazzling Ding Ling, she felt like an ugly duckling, like a clown cowering in a dark corner, utterly unworthy of him.
Tian Tian was anxious for her.
But Zhang Suzhen could only express her shame:
"I've been married before, and I have a son. Ding Ling has never been married, and he's still very innocent. Facing him makes me feel ashamed of myself. I don't have the nerve to say it."
Tian Tian was speechless. She's only confessing her feelings.
She grabbed Zhang Suzhen's hand. Sister Hua, are you underestimating your own charm? Take a look at yourself in the mirror.
She took out a mirror and let Zhang Suzhen look at herself. Look how beautiful you are. Many female celebrities can't compare to you. Besides, you have an outstanding temperament and an imposing presence. You crush many major stars. You're so excellent that countless people can only admire you from afar, envious and jealous. You're already this perfect. You only have one tiny flaw, so what is there to be ashamed of? If I had your advantages, I'd charge straight in.
She pouted, seemingly indignant:
"If the Chairman invited me to dinner just once, I'd dare to confess. But how many times has the Chairman invited you to eat over the years? Sister Hua, where did your decisiveness and efficiency go? You're being so wishy-washy. You really don't seem like yourself!"
*Tian Tian, I know what you mean. But every time I want to speak, I look at the Chairman's face and lose the words. He's too perfect, perfect like a god. I'm merely an ordinary person who has rolled around in